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Climbing the cliff

was suppose to be fun,

he felt stiff,

arms ached, heart pounding loud,

no fan-fare, no crowd,

the rope snapped,

his mind clapped,

his emotions trapped,

he screamed,

his sanity streamed,

and he wished it were all a dream,

as his voice tailed off,

rapid blinking and a dry cough,

the sky looked vaguely familiar,

and thinking about it will not last,

intensity building,

and the ground was coming fast.